If I get to heaven (poem)

If I get to heaven
I’ll drop you a line,
Just to let you know,
That I am doing fine.
If wings and a halo
are dispensed to me,
An eternally happy person
Forever, I shall be!
by Mary Ann Matulis
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The Poor Flu Victim (a non – serious poem)

This poem is not meant to belittle the flu. I can be awful and I once had pneumonia and it a serious matter.  This is about a person who is grossly overestimating his condition.  He is a bit of a hypochondriac. Some of my poems are on serious matters, others like this are written just for fun. Having said all that if you or your family have the flu, take it seriously and look after yourself.

The Poor Flu Victim (a non – serious poem)

My cough is loud
My temperature high,
I feel so awful
I shall die!

The doctor said
It’s just a cold
But pneumonia is
Starting to unfold!

No one seems
To comprehend
That this flu
My life shall end!

The False Ecumenical Movement (poem)

Let’s ditch the differences
And play a game.
Let’s pretend the churches,
Are all the same!

We don’t let facts,
And truth, slow us down,
We bury them safely,
In the ground!

The facts we choose,
To ignore,
As ways of unity,
We explore!

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A prayer to Mary Undoer of Knots (poem)

I have learnt about two special devotions, which people use in order to pray to Mary for help. The first is to pray to her as: Mary Undoer of Knots.  (This devotion is based on an old painting of Mary undoing knots in a rope, which represents our messed up lives) and the second devotion is based on a prayer that asks Mary to take over and help solve difficulties and problems. I have written the following prayer (poem) which ties together these two devotions.

A prayer to Mary Undoer of Knots (poem)

Mary undo the knots
That fill up each day,
Untangle the troubles
That come our way.

Mary take over
And help your child.
Wipe away the tears
And bring back a smile.

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Read my book on answers to prayer free on-line

Novena to St Philomena the Wonder Worker for the healing of autism

The powerful intercession of the Holy Souls in Purgatory and ways to help them

The web page has accounts of the intercession of The Holy Souls in Purgatory, for their benefactors in cases of illness, addictions, cars that won’t start, infertility problems, protection in accidents, conversion, chronic insomnia, their help for people who are experiencing major trouble with city councils, success with projects, employment, real estate, finding lost property and trouble with relations, etc. and prayers and ideas on how to help The Holy Souls in Purgatory.

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The Aussie Farmer (poem)

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I bought a farm
Which was run down.
It was fifty miles
To the nearest town.

I ploughed the ground
And planted the seeds,
Watered the plants,
And tore out the weeds. 

With water levels low,
In the tank,
New artesian wells
Into the ground
I sank.

Some rain was needed
For the crop,
But there wasn’t even
One small drop.

I waited, waited,
For the rain,
And finally
One day it came.

It rained non-stop,
Every day,
Washing all
The crops away!

Then the bushfires started
And the barn burnt down.
I quit the farm
And headed for town.

A bakery shop in the town,
I now run,
And dough I am making
By the ton.

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Poems written in my high school graduation autograph book

The following three poems were written in my high school graduation autograph book by fellow students

When upon this book you look
and on this page you frown,
remember the one who spoilt your book
by writing upside down.

(The poem was written on the page upside-down).

Never kiss at the garden gate
Love is blind but neighbours ain’t.

When you have twins
Don’t come to me for safety pins

Chocolate (a poem)

A little bit of chocolate
Will make you feel much better
When your insurer sends you
A claims rejection letter.

If you have lost your job
or have come down with the flu,
A little bit of chocolate
Will help you make it through.

A little bit is good
But a lot is not wise.
’cause you will have to wear
A bigger clothing size!

More poems here